So everyone followed Lan Qingyou.
They had come so far, spent so long, and traveled so fast. Going straight back now would have been such a waste.
Even Esmeralda, who could open a Portal, thought so.
It was easy to imagine how everyone else felt.
But that was fine.
They were already here, weren't they?
Following Lan Qingyou to watch the show wouldn't hurt.
Of course.
Most importantly, everyone was extremely curious about Lan Qingyou's Familiar.
After all, the last time they had seen the owl, it had been perfectly ordinary.
Who would have thought that, a hundred years later, it could grow to their level?
Hmm... even Xiao Feng, who was on their level, found it troublesome. That meant they probably would too...
That was roughly the formula the manor members used in their minds.
"Cheep-"
Just as everyone flew onward, each occupied with their own thoughts...
They suddenly heard a chicken-like cry from far away.
They called it a cry because they could all hear the pain in it.
"What's going on?"
[The Chariot] Orff asked [Justice] Riesling beside him, sounding puzzled.
"Who am I supposed to ask? Let's just hurry over and see for ourselves."
Everyone knew he was eager to watch the drama.
But he would have to be patient.
After all, their speed couldn't compare with the Witch of the Tower's.
Even with the same propulsion speed, all she had to do was reduce her weight to zero.
That alone would make her unquestionably faster than them.
So even if they wanted to keep up with the Witch of the Tower...
They couldn't.
They could only trail behind at a "leisurely" pace.
They couldn't understand why a devilish creature would still let out such an agonized cry when the Witch of the Tower was there.